"Ahh

Xiao Mo died after all, and when he was dying, he looked at the altar, which was the holy land of the Mo clan, but that expectant gaze once again pierced Mo Yu's heart.

"Open the altar and prepare to teleport. Mo Xuan's voice unconsciously cried.

"No! let me out!"

"Hmm~" The power of the seal suddenly expanded tenfold, and Mo Yu passively fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, all kinds of runes around the altar ran wildly, and the entire altar appeared and disappeared from time to time, and the sword called "Soul" in the depths of the altar shone with a peerless aura that destroyed the world and destroyed the world, and the sword qi tore through the space above the altar, taking the entire altar into the black hole.

"Stop him!" Qi Yun, the head of the Qi clan, said indifferently.

"Hmph, I'll do it, you see this place. The person who spoke was hidden in the void, and could only vaguely see a pair of terrifying eyes, one blood-red and the other black, each branded with two words in the ancient god script, "Fight, Destroy!" From the eyes, it can be seen that this is a person of the greedy clan, and his cultivation is unpredictable. At least in the Queqiao Realm, and has cultivated the natal supernatural power "Lei Yan Pupil" of the greedy clan

A blood-colored spear pierced the sky, and the world-destroying thunder flame swirled on it, piercing into the disappearing black hole with murderous aura, forcibly tearing the space, and a vague figure followed into it.

At the same time, inside the altar, Mo Xuan wiped away her tears, hugged a baby and muttered to the sleeping Mo Yu: "I hope you are really as the elder said, the last hope of our clan." ”

"Sister, where are we going?" asked a child at the altar, winking at the altar.

Those who can go to the altar are some talented juniors of the Mo tribe, and they were selected to go to the altar with the sustenance of the Mo tribe.

"Sister, take you to the Wind Clan to play, haven't you always wanted to see what Qingluan looks like? ”

"Oh, when are we coming back?"

As the saintess of the Mo clan, Mo Xuan felt a pain in her heart, thinking of the great elder who was like a father, and did not take a step back when he was dying, those former clansmen were now a cold corpse.

"We'll go back when your brother Yu is qualified to draw that sword. Mo Xuan said with a forced smile.

"Well, Brother Yu is the best!"

Looking at these innocent children, Mo Xuan had a little sadness in her eyes, these children didn't know that their parents had died in battle.

"Hehe, it's here!" A blood-colored spear pierced into the altar first, and a pair of terrifying eyes looked into the depths of the altar, and the words heaven and earth in it shone brightly, shining with the world-destroying thunder flame that destroyed all things.

The altar is still traveling through space, but it can't escape the divine consciousness of the horses of the greedy clan. This person was covered with runes, not only on his clothes, but also on his face, and the whole person was surrounded by the never-extinguishing world-destroying thunder flame, and all kinds of runes flew and burned.

"So, the Holy Maiden of the Mo Clan, how about going to my northern Xinjiang as a guest?"

"Kids, hide!"

"Sister, who is he?"

"Bad guys!"

"I'm going to fight the bad guys with my sister. ”

"You're still too young, when you grow up, you'll have to protect your sister. ”

"Well, when I grow up, I'll protect my sister, well, and Brother Yu. ”

"I'm afraid I won't have that chance. The horses were armed with spears, and wisps of thunder formed chains to bind the altar.

"It seems that there is really going to be a blood sacrifice,"

"The power to awaken the masters of the past generations with my blood should be able to get rid of him, but I am afraid that the power of the altar will not be enough to teleport to the Wind Clan. ”

"There's no time!"

Mo Xuan looked at Mo Yu, who was still sleeping, no longer hesitated, touched the ground with both hands, and strange runes popped out of her mouth, her pupils disappeared instantly, her entire eyeballs turned inky black, and her vitality disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blood-red blood slowly flowed along the grooves on the ground, constantly taking away her vitality.

The blood eventually converged on the tip of the sword, evaporated into a cloud of blood mist, and merged into the sword body, and the power of the blood vein communicated with the gods contained in it. The soul sword trembled, the spirit contained in it revived, and a vast aura spread. A figure turned into a shape, unable to see the true face, and rushed straight to Xiao Han with sword intent and murderous aura!

"Who dares to touch my people!"

"Lei Yantong?Oh, it turned out to be a junior of the greedy clan, why did our clan decline? The little greedy lord also dared to come to our clan to be presumptuous!"

The horses clenched their spears cautiously as if they were facing a great enemy, and Lei Yan's pupils shone out bursts of black mist around their bodies, although they were just a phantom, they were worthy of being treated like this.

Mo Hao, the head of the previous generation of the Mo clan, is a strong man at the peak of the king level, and it is rumored that his true level has already reached the semi-step saint.

"Hmph, old immortal, you have already turned into rotten soil, the Mo clan will also come to the end, the future will be the world of the demon clan, and the little demon clan should be removed!"

Mo Hao didn't seem to care, but looked around, his eyes swept over the saint, and nodded when he saw the sleeping Mo Yu, and suddenly Mo Hao frowned, looking at a baby who was still swaddling next to the saint and couldn't speak.

"Hahaha, our people have been bullied so far! Don't want to live!" he laughed angrily.

"Old horseman, your time has passed, it is rumored that you have half entered the sainthood, and the younger generations have long wanted to ask for a lesson or two, and today is a wish. ”

The horses silently blended into the heavens and the earth, leaving an afterimage on the spot but not dissipating, slowly turning into a black gas into the ground, drawing a pattern on the ground, a thing like an eye suddenly opened, and a black chain lightning towards Mo Hao restrained.

Mo Hao was not in a hurry, shook his sleeves and slashed out several formations, cutting the chain into several sections. A wisp of black qi took the opportunity to quietly float to the back of Mo Hao's head, and a spear with the world-destroying thunder flame stabbed out of the black qi and went straight to the back of Mo Hao's head. Mo Hao didn't look back, several ancient divine inscriptions on the robe behind him shone brightly, and a wing-like thing composed of divine inscriptions blocked the spear.

A mouthful of blood erupted from the black air, and the horses fell, kneeling on one knee with a spear, a feather stuck between their eyebrows.

"Ahem... How, when? can't be..."The foals plucked their feathers in disbelief.

"Hmph, junior, how can you get involved in my Mo clan!"

"Old horseman, you are just a phantom, you can't last long, your clan has declined, no one in the whole clan can compete with me, even the so-called saint can only flee with some waste. ”

Zhuju looked at the holy maiden, no longer entangled with Mo Hao, suddenly burst out, raised his spear and stabbed Mo Xuan. Obviously, Zhuju also realized that it was impossible to defeat the almost invincible Mo Hao in a head-to-head confrontation, and only by breaking through from its weak point, as long as he killed Mo Xuan as a medium, Mo Hao would be self-defeating, and the Mo clan would also be at his fingertips.

Mo Xuan after the blood sacrifice is very weak and has no time to dodge, and the attack of the foals is very tricky, if Mo Xuan dodges this blow, then the baby behind him will die, this is the future of the Mo clan can not be lost, thinking of this, Mo Xuan gritted his teeth and prepared to suffer a blow from the foals, dragging the foals, waiting for Mo Hao to make a move.

"Junior!"

Mo Hao was furious, his eyebrows raised, the soul sword trembled, and a shield composed of feathers instantly formed in front of Mo Xuan, and several sword lights slashed into the back of the horses in a fan-shaped and silent manner.

"Humph!"

The corners of Zhuju's mouth were playful, and the moment he was slashed by the sword qi, he turned into a wisp of black qi and bypassed Mo Xuan and took the baby directly. Mo Xuan was extremely stunned but powerless to return to the sky, the short distance was fleeting for the horses, he turned into a form, raised the gun with both hands, and the thunder flame on the tip of the gun became more and more brilliant and stabbed downward.

"Cough..."Mo Xuan stood with her hands down, coughing up a mouthful of blood weakly, and Mo Xuan did not hesitate at the moment of emergency, and cast a spell master's magic technique - instantaneous. However, Mo Xuan's realm is still low, and he can't freely perform this magic technique, this time Mo Xuan also paid a heavy price, plus the fatal blow of the horses and the vitality lost by the previous blood sacrifice, this time Mo Xuan is more than lucky!

"Ahhh

Mo Hao is completely crazy, a junior has the courage to slaughter his people in front of him, just like slapping him in front of the whole world, and he is also the symbol saint of the Mo tribe.

It's just that Mo Hao summoned by the Blood Sacrifice is just a remnant soul in the world, and he can't exert his peak combat power, and there are many restrictions that make Mo Hao unable to move freely, otherwise Mo Xuan won't be injured. But none of this could stop the furious Mo Hao, and the scene in front of him completely stained Mo Hao's eyes red.

"Ahem... I don't care, old ancestor... Cough... I don't have much time... Send the young master away..."Mo Xuan, who was pierced by the spear, said with his last breath.

"Haha, old horseman, I just want to provoke and kill the holy daughter of your clan in front of you, can you bear me?!" After speaking, Zhuju slowly raised the spear, Mo Xuan couldn't help but spasm all over, the world-destroying thunder flame burned her soul, Mo Xuan Jing gritted her teeth, and didn't let herself make any sound, as a saint, she took on too much.

"Ahh The horses didn't have time to dodge, so they threw down their spears and rolled aside.

However, Zhu Ju underestimated Mo Hao's speed and strength, and a big foot had already stepped down towards his chest, directly shattering the incomparably hard altar divine stone behind him.

The runes of the horses all over the body were activated and gathered to the chest to resist the attack from Mo Hao, and the furious Mo Hao collapsed to the chest of the horses one after another, and after three feet, the runes on the chest of the horses were completely shattered, and the ribs of the horses fell on the fourth foot and shattered cleanly.

"Ahem..."A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Zhuju's mouth.

"It's useless, you can't kill me, the Mo clan will be wiped out today, hahaha!"

Mo Hao did not answer, today it can be said that the entire Mo clan has been humiliated, and the former glory has been trampled under the feet of the enemy. Mo Hao, who was even more enraged, lifted the horses and slammed them into the wall of the altar, and the tyrannical power directly tore through the entire wall.

Mo Hao didn't care about any magic powers or combat skills, he only knew that punches hit Zhuju's face one by one, and the fist with sword qi impacted Zhuju's divine consciousness and soul. Even the words heaven and earth between his eyes slowly dimmed, and after a few clicks, Zhuju directly rolled his eyes.

"Huh?!" Mo Hao, who was gradually dimming, turned his head to look into the depths of the altar, where the soul sword was originally inserted stood a bald old man with a bare body wrapped in animal skin, holding a giant hammer that constantly flashed with blood in one hand, with cruelty at the corner of his mouth, but the soul sword was shot aside.

"No, ..." Mo Hao slowly disappeared with anger and unwillingness.

"Ahem... I thought you were dead in battle...", Zhuju sat up slowly, twisted his neck and said to the mysterious old man.

"How can a few ants stop the old man, but it seems that you are very embarrassed, if the old man comes a little later, you will be killed in the battle. ”

"Hehe, it's a long story, damn Mo Hao, ahem... It's all over, it's time to start our hunt, my lovely prey can't wait. ”

"Who are you..."Mo Xuan asked as she sat on the ground and drew her spear.

"The old man cultivates witches, the zombie clan in northern Xinjiang!"

"Oh, the people of the Zombie Clan, I didn't expect that the Zombie Clan, who has always only known how to practice combat skills, also got involved in this matter, which really flattered my Mo Clan. Mo Xuan said coldly.

"You're dragging out time, it's useless, you can't stop us, the remnants of the Mo clan will be destroyed today. Zhu Ju walked up to Mo Xuan and picked up the spear.

"You are very strong, but you underestimated the heritage of the Mo Clan, and also underestimated my determination!"

"Oh, what else is there, I'd love to see it. Xiuwu swung his hammer.

"If the altar's self-destruction should be able to hold them down, the cabinet may be able to withstand the devastating force, but... I can't do that much, let's get started. Mo Xuan thought to herself.

"If there is anything else, take it out, the old man also wants to move his hands and feet. ”

Mo Xuan didn't answer, she closed her eyes and folded her hands and floated into the air without wind, and the runes around the altar also flew wildly around her.

"Stay and be buried!!" Mo Xuan opened her eyes red with hatred and pointed at the two people in front of her. The tyrannical energy of the Heavenly Rune Culture raged throughout the altar, and the walls of the altar began to slowly collapse.

"It's not good, she wants to self-destruct the altar and drag us into the spatial turbulence!" said Xiu Wu as he split the falling stone and stared at Mo Xuan.

"It's okay, the speed of self-destruction is too slow, this power is not enough to kill us, I really want to see how the holy daughter of the Mo clan kills the last hope of the Mo clan, hahaha!"

In less than a moment, the runes filled the entire space, forming a strange formation, and suddenly a huge suction force was emitted from the formation, and the surrounding ruins poured into it frantically.

"Two, please die with me!" Mo Xuan's expression was resolute, pulling the future of the entire clan to death, just to create a glimmer of life for Mo Yu!

At this critical moment, Du Xuan and Wei Pang were also forced here by the demons in the city. Wei Pang was wounded all over, but he was not afraid of death, this was not a brave decision, but fell into the hands of the demons, and he would inevitably be erased by him and become a demon servant, life is better than death!